The Musafir
The Darkest Darkness
“Talking-talking, who is the person you sent to Mantingan, Rama?”
KIAI Kedai opened the question again after sipping tea in his cup to complete all.
Rama corrected his sitting form before replying, “Chitra Anggini. It could be said he is a friend of Mantingan.”
“Hmm ... Chitra Anggini ..” Kiai Kedai stroked his chin. “To know me, he is the grandson of Si Kempot Anggini.”
Rama widened his eyes before smiling faintly. “Si Kempot Anggini it seems, it is not surprising. Seeing from the way he fought, I can guess from the beginning.”
“Chitra Anggini is a poison user, isn't it?”
“True.” Rama nodded slowly.
“Rarely ever have a white swordsman who uses poison as his way of fighting.”
“Difficult to call it a white swordsman, Kedai.”
Kiai Kedai raised his eyebrows. “Then why did you send that person to Mantingan?”
“While his way of fighting and killing did not reflect the white swordsman's adab at all, but he would do whatever Mantingan ordered. Let it be bad or good.” Rama answered calmly. “Chitra Anggini owes a debt to your student, Kiai.”
Kiai Kedai took a deep breath. “You shouldn't have sent a woman like Chitra Anggini. You know what, Rama? Mantingan always get into trouble love affairs with every woman who becomes his close friend.”
“Daku ...” Rama smiled nervously. “It feels like, this love thing is not worth thinking about at all, Kiai. In fact, when together with the Angel of the North River whose beauty is like no match, Mantingan does not necessarily fall in love with him.”
“Who said?” Kiai Kedai frowned while chuckling softly.
Rama was silent for a moment to think, before buying his eyes wide. “Stores, you managed to read it?”
Kiai Kedai nodded his head. “He just wasn't given enough time to state it. It was unfortunate that young man. I regret never teaching her the ways to express feelings to women.”
Rama then laughed loosely before saying, “Did I not hear wrong, Kiai? You also did not manage to express love to Si Kempot Anggini, did you?”
“Still left enough time to declare it.” Kiai Kedai raised his eyebrows. “Didn't the name Si Kempot Anggini arise from people who are jealous of her beauty despite her age?”
Rama coughed loudly as a result of choking on his own saliva. Never thought Kiai Kedai would say that. Meanwhile, it was Kiai Kedai's turn to laugh.
***
MANTINGAN rubs his itchy nose after a few sneezes. He did not know why, because the Thousand Drops of Water were still very soothing and nothing could make him sneeze so many times.
After a week, Mantingan managed to finish the Book of Red Sanca given by the Red Sanca Swordsman shortly before his death. However, he was still unable to try out the science of the book due to the absence of Golek Soul that he had.
However Golek Psyche, only the maker really knows the weakness of the golek
make a Soul Golek with your own hands
the inevitability that the golek became a part of your own
without being controlled by anyone
The main material to make Golek Psyche must be a strong and durable wood. In the book it is mentioned that ulin wood has the highest durability and durability among other types of wood. If it is not difficult to find ulin wood in Suvarnabhumi.
In the end, Mantingan decided to come out of the cave in search of ulin wood, which he would then use to make a Soul Golek. Moreover, his body felt the need to be watered by sunlight after two weeks of languishing behind the dim light.
“We'll take a little walk, White.”
The mantel moves the White to the perch on his right shoulder. The bird did not refuse and instead shaved long as well feel happy.
Indeed Mantingan relationship with the White became so familiar after two weeks always together. The lonely mantel in that quiet place certainly had no other choice but to talk to the white dove. Gradually, the Mantingan discovered that the intelligence of the White was above the intelligence of other birds.
During his stay in the Thousand Drops of Water, the white dove never defecated, never stole food before it was actually given, never measured when Mantingan was dissolved in civilization, and so many other things that make Mantingan feel that talking to the White is not a mistake even without reaping the rewards.
As a tangible form of his friendship, Mantingan makes a perch that can be attached to his shoulder for the White. So that if Mantingan wants to leave the Thousand Drops of Water someday, the White One does not need to be confined in his cage.
The mantan walked through the luminous passage again with a strong thumping heart. How he will return through the deep darkness that will always lead anyone into error if he does not follow the word conscience.
Arriving at the end of the luminous hall, Mantingan paused for a moment. Right before him was a pitch-black darkness, which really saw nothing but darkness itself. Only darkness and darkness, as if there were no edges.
The mantel reassured itself before stepping out. Starting from there, the inner power will not be able to work as it should. It is not sight or hearing that will guide him, but conscience.
The mantan began to step forward as both of its legs sank into the cold water which inexplicably became so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze bones.
Unlike the time when he walked into the Thousand Drops of Water, now he did not see a single glimmer of light in front of him. What darkness is not the reed of the braid.
Being in this state, Mantingan so remembered a word Kiai Kedai:
“Someone who is in darkness however will see a glimmer of light that is very far away. For those who have been blinded by darkness, there is no more disregard for that glimmer of light. But for those who feel that the darkness has covered all the reality that should not be covered, that glimmer of light will be absorbed even near it.
“It is a pity that a ray of light will only be able to reach after passing through a very difficult winding road. For those who feel that a glimmer of light is too far away and impossible to reach, they will turn away. But for those who continue to move closer to that light, it is a necessity that effort will not betray results, they will find a light greater than a glimmer.
“However, if those who have entered into the bright light then decide to turn back into darkness, then, because they feel that light reveals everything no matter if it is good or bad to look at, they will never again see a ray of light anywhere. There is no turning back for them. Those are the ones who choose to have fun in wishful thinking and delusion, which however never will be a reality.”
